Lyrics:
be wit em' he so basic, boy you the opp and your bro’s hatin
All of them fake I see both faces, scared of the whip it’s a ghost racin
I knock em down
GUARANTEE, HANING OUT THE WINDOW OF MY BUCKET N LET MY CHOPPA SING. KNOCK A
PUSSY DOWN I MAKE THAT BITCH NIGGA GO KISS THE FLOW WALK UP IN THE PIT I CAME
Knock me down
I’ll get up again Fighting for my life Til the end
Come for me Violence is my friend And I’m on the hunt For revenge
Don’t say I
baby watch out
It’s about to go down like a knock out
Got ‘em like W O and a W, wow
We goin’ crazy tell me what you wanna do, now
Hands to the ceiling
släpande i mattan
Sex
Slår ut förståndet med en
Knock out drop
Föder ett skri ut ur kattan
Sex
Hon är gjord av rök
Du vet det
Men du går som en zombie mot
Better not talk 그냥 멈춰 see me swang
어디 한 번 해봐 make a man dance
안 봐도 video 툭 치면 넌 knock out
강약약강에다 가짜에다 가지가지
누가 날 만들어 만들긴 너가 날 조금도 모르네 모르긴
또 한
quality
My style is quality
I don’t deal with quantity
My shade is quality
I don’t do knock off am a big boy
I lay some points
Batta ti mo wore Gucci
Ibadi
still standing tall
You can't knock me down
Oh, but there's just something about
Blanco county rain
Gets me every time
I can still hear you
precision, look (grrt)
Knock the brain out his fitted, look (baow)
And you know how we spinnin', uh (boom)
See, we comin' with glizzys and XD's (bang)
You
What if I told you
Some memories that I keep
Are growing older
Like someone is chasing me
And some days they knock at my door
Just to say I can't
I started out backing the birthers
Gave me a big head of steam
Took the escalator down to knock Mexicans
That made the liberals scream
I talk like
ting go"
Tongue so sharp, who couldn't I insult?
Run so fast, that boy could've been Bolt
Me, I'm from the school of hard knocks and bottles of Vimto
California Über Alles california Über Alles
Über Alles California Über Alles California
Now it is 2024
Knock, knocking at your front door
It's the suede denim
thought I had me a lick
No Ludacris, I'ma knock off his wig
4KTre Murda Bih
That boy evil here, aim all at your kid
Fuck that Glock 23, I'm tryna use that
the hustlers to hear the ticket
And try to knock it down
Nigga that's fuckin' with me
Cannot be found
It's my destiny for me to be livin' my
Life like a king
to the margin (Never)
I stiff-armed Johnny Law tryna
Knock me on charges
I'm way up on the scorecard
You lost regardless
My shit ringin' off from Australia
finish that?
If your bro talking shit I'm
Gon' get his ass
I got two hands that gon' fit his ass
Knock him out cold, he gon' shit his ass
Talk
It was too good to be true - I was blind
I'm the one who's out again one more time
If you'd knock here at my door again
I just had no choice I'd let
You a heavyweight, knock 'em out
Got that rope-a dope, undisputed half a pound
Everywhere you turn up yeah you shut it down
Ain't no competition
You
majority decision
I don't care about public image
I'm accustomed to have partial damage
Do you think you can knock me down?
Go on a drunken rampage in
But all darkness, all darkness
All darkness, all darkness
Comes to light (speak on it)
He gonna knock them dicks up out your mouth
And then,
your wealth, learn how to knock a b*tch
This is the real shit
Peep game, for real...
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I'm tryna shoot 'til he drop
If he thinkin' it's sweet, I'ma knock off his top
When I spin through the Sev', I'ma dump every shot
Spinnin' through,
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